Las estaciones del año

Spring is followed by summer,
To sad autumn, cold winter,
But the season I prefer
Is spring, everything is in bloom.

Every summer we have peaches
Cherries and cherries, beautiful apricots,
But the season I prefer
Is spring, everything is in bloom.

March twenty-first begins autumn
The trees lose their hat and bow,
But the season I prefer
Is spring, everything is in bloom.

The day of my saint begins winter,
Coal for the cold will be given to us by the government,
But the season I prefer
Is spring, everything is in bloom.

Finally our spring has arrived,
Kites fly, the earth wakes up.
And my heart beats in front of the sun
Because the beautiful season has arrived.